A few days have passed since Anthony took us to the graveyard, he's spent most of his time in his room when he does come out he doesn't speak. Amelia had just gone down for her nap when I see him sitting in the garden, he sat with his head in his hands looking like he was talking to himself. I debate whether to go out there or not to check, I was running different scenarios in my head of what not to do. I mean it might make him angry, but if I don't go he might get offended that I didn't, I feel like I've had this mental talk with myself before.
I decide I probably want to know what's going around the mind of the person holding us, I slowly make my way towards the sliding door where he sat facing forward. Unfortunately, the glass was too thick for me to hear what he was saying to himself, I wait a second before slowly opening the door, which alerts him so he turns to look at me.
"I don't know okay, I have no clue why your husband was looking me up! Maybe because he's just met me and he was doing some back ground checks for some reason" I start, but she shakes her head moving backwards with Amelia in her arms "okay please just put her down" I say, having to hold back tears that wanted to escape my eyes, Anthony walks behind me with his hand on my back. "He came here a day after you came, he actually hasn't left, so if you wanna see him I'd put our daughter down" he says, as I look behind me I see one of his hands were hidden behind my back, I turn a little to see he was hiding the gun. "You'll take me to him right now?" She asks him, I wanted to tell her what was maybe gonna happen, but all I could actually think about was getting Amelia back in my arms out of harms way.
It's the next morning since I spoke with Blake on the phone, Anthony slept all night and woke up telling me it was the best sleep he's had in months. Which I think meant I was in the clear, it seemed like he hadn't spelt in days so he probably would have put it down to that. I was sat in the kitchen staring at the door to the mystery office, when I hear a phone ringing, Anthony walks down the stairs picking his mobile off the side sending me a smile walking out. I continue to stare off into space when I hear Anthony cursing, he runs back into the room messing with things around the kitchen. He goes to the cupboard pulling a bunch of gym bags our the cupboard, without even looking in my direction he leaves the kitchen once more. Whoever was on the phone to him and what we they said has really spooked him, in minutes he was back down the stairs this time holding a confused Amelia. "I need you to get her and you re
Out wobbles a hurt looking Anthony, he had blood dripping down his face, what looks like a hurt arm and well like I said, looking wobbly. "Freya come here we need to leave" he says, gesturing for me to come over to him with his hand, the guy puts the phone to his ear. "Yes police please" he says turning away, Anthony looks up telling the guy to hang up the phone "it's alright mate, I'm gonna send someone to come help, yeah hello-" the guy turns but Anthony hits him around the side of the head, causing the guy to stop to the floor immediately. "Anthony!" I shout shocked, he takes my arm beginning to pull me away from the guy and into the maze of trees ahead "Anthony we need to get help you're hurt" I say, but he doesn't listen as we enter the maze of trees.
I couldn't believe my eyes, Adam was stood not even five foot away from me. I didn't know if I was hallucinating now, he takes steps towards me but like on instinct, I take steps away from him. "Freya it's okay, I'm gonna get you and Amelia out of this" he says, holding his hands out as he spoke, but I continue to walk backwards. "But Anthony killed you, I-I heard the gunshots" I mange to say, still walking backwards a little, it's either I'm going mad or seeing a ghost, because Anthony even acted as though he killed him after. "He took me out the back to kill me, I made it out like he did but he didn't" he starts to explain, I have to stop walking backwards as I'd walk into the road "I knew I needed to help you but I couldn't yet, so I would sit and wait until the time
"He's gonna make us go back with him" I say beginning to cry, but Blake holds me tightly. "He's never getting anywhere near you ever again" he whispers looking over at Anthony, I finally turn seeing a really injured Anthony stood there "you need to leave, you aren't getting anywhere near any of the girls again" Blake shouts, causing Anthony to look directly at us, I bury my face into Blake's arm as soon as he does. "And who the fuck are you?" Anthony asks, I could tell by his voice he was getting angry and that's where trouble starts. "Me? I'm Blake, Freya's real boyfriend" Blake says smiling, I turn to Anthony who looks beyond annoyed, he moves to his back pocket where I knew what he liked to keep there.
Welcome to the final chapter of this crazy life I was living in, well I have a few things I'm gonna need to tell you and different times to take you to. Let's start with Anthony shall we? Well after he got arrested there was this huge investigation, I got questioned near fifty different times. They had to keep going over what happened and what I saw, I knew it was just because they wanted him to pay for everything he done, so they needed to know everything that happened. Court was the hardest thing for me though, it lasted for a few months where I'd have to sit and watch him try to defend his actions. This is the only place I won't be taking you to as it doesn't hold many happy memories, but I will tell you his sentence, he got three life sentences for the murders of Tammy, his mother and Nicole. He got a few more long sentences for the robb
Sitting on the floor of my local corner shop with a gun pointed at my head, isn't how I thought my night would be going, but here I am. To try to get an understanding of what the heck I'm talking about, I'm gonna have to take you back to a few hours ago, you know when my life was normal. A few hours before "Blake did you drink all the milk?!" I shout looking into my fridge to see an empty carton of milk sat on the shelf, I don't get why people when they're finished with something put it back in the fridge, do they think the thing is just gonna magically appear full again? "No, I saved a bit at the bottom for you" he explains pointing to the carton of milk in my hand, I look down to see the tiniest bit ever. "Oh thanks, I can feed my pet mouse now"
"I don't know what you're talking about, I haven't had any baby, this isn't my baby and I only met you like an hour ago," I say finally building up the courage to speak, I turn around to see him placing something on the table. In one swift movement, I'm pushed up against the wall with him standing in front of me, I start to shake again once again being terrified! I look behind him to make sure the baby was okay on the bed, she was still fast asleep. "That may have once been true but not anymore, you're my wife, Mrs Freya Richards, we just had a baby a month ago, quite bad that we haven't chosen a name for her yet," he says trapping me, I stare up terrified at him not knowing what to say, think or do. "Your old life is over this is your new one, you're gonna play al
Welcome to the final chapter of this crazy life I was living in, well I have a few things I'm gonna need to tell you and different times to take you to. Let's start with Anthony shall we? Well after he got arrested there was this huge investigation, I got questioned near fifty different times. They had to keep going over what happened and what I saw, I knew it was just because they wanted him to pay for everything he done, so they needed to know everything that happened. Court was the hardest thing for me though, it lasted for a few months where I'd have to sit and watch him try to defend his actions. This is the only place I won't be taking you to as it doesn't hold many happy memories, but I will tell you his sentence, he got three life sentences for the murders of Tammy, his mother and Nicole. He got a few more long sentences for the robb
"He's gonna make us go back with him" I say beginning to cry, but Blake holds me tightly. "He's never getting anywhere near you ever again" he whispers looking over at Anthony, I finally turn seeing a really injured Anthony stood there "you need to leave, you aren't getting anywhere near any of the girls again" Blake shouts, causing Anthony to look directly at us, I bury my face into Blake's arm as soon as he does. "And who the fuck are you?" Anthony asks, I could tell by his voice he was getting angry and that's where trouble starts. "Me? I'm Blake, Freya's real boyfriend" Blake says smiling, I turn to Anthony who looks beyond annoyed, he moves to his back pocket where I knew what he liked to keep there.
I couldn't believe my eyes, Adam was stood not even five foot away from me. I didn't know if I was hallucinating now, he takes steps towards me but like on instinct, I take steps away from him. "Freya it's okay, I'm gonna get you and Amelia out of this" he says, holding his hands out as he spoke, but I continue to walk backwards. "But Anthony killed you, I-I heard the gunshots" I mange to say, still walking backwards a little, it's either I'm going mad or seeing a ghost, because Anthony even acted as though he killed him after. "He took me out the back to kill me, I made it out like he did but he didn't" he starts to explain, I have to stop walking backwards as I'd walk into the road "I knew I needed to help you but I couldn't yet, so I would sit and wait until the time
Out wobbles a hurt looking Anthony, he had blood dripping down his face, what looks like a hurt arm and well like I said, looking wobbly. "Freya come here we need to leave" he says, gesturing for me to come over to him with his hand, the guy puts the phone to his ear. "Yes police please" he says turning away, Anthony looks up telling the guy to hang up the phone "it's alright mate, I'm gonna send someone to come help, yeah hello-" the guy turns but Anthony hits him around the side of the head, causing the guy to stop to the floor immediately. "Anthony!" I shout shocked, he takes my arm beginning to pull me away from the guy and into the maze of trees ahead "Anthony we need to get help you're hurt" I say, but he doesn't listen as we enter the maze of trees.
It's the next morning since I spoke with Blake on the phone, Anthony slept all night and woke up telling me it was the best sleep he's had in months. Which I think meant I was in the clear, it seemed like he hadn't spelt in days so he probably would have put it down to that. I was sat in the kitchen staring at the door to the mystery office, when I hear a phone ringing, Anthony walks down the stairs picking his mobile off the side sending me a smile walking out. I continue to stare off into space when I hear Anthony cursing, he runs back into the room messing with things around the kitchen. He goes to the cupboard pulling a bunch of gym bags our the cupboard, without even looking in my direction he leaves the kitchen once more. Whoever was on the phone to him and what we they said has really spooked him, in minutes he was back down the stairs this time holding a confused Amelia. "I need you to get her and you re
"I don't know okay, I have no clue why your husband was looking me up! Maybe because he's just met me and he was doing some back ground checks for some reason" I start, but she shakes her head moving backwards with Amelia in her arms "okay please just put her down" I say, having to hold back tears that wanted to escape my eyes, Anthony walks behind me with his hand on my back. "He came here a day after you came, he actually hasn't left, so if you wanna see him I'd put our daughter down" he says, as I look behind me I see one of his hands were hidden behind my back, I turn a little to see he was hiding the gun. "You'll take me to him right now?" She asks him, I wanted to tell her what was maybe gonna happen, but all I could actually think about was getting Amelia back in my arms out of harms way.
A few days have passed since Anthony took us to the graveyard, he's spent most of his time in his room when he does come out he doesn't speak. Amelia had just gone down for her nap when I see him sitting in the garden, he sat with his head in his hands looking like he was talking to himself. I debate whether to go out there or not to check, I was running different scenarios in my head of what not to do. I mean it might make him angry, but if I don't go he might get offended that I didn't, I feel like I've had this mental talk with myself before. I decide I probably want to know what's going around the mind of the person holding us, I slowly make my way towards the sliding door where he sat facing forward. Unfortunately, the glass was too thick for me to hear what he was saying to himself, I wait a second before slowly opening the door, which alerts him so he turns to look at me.
I hear the back door opening causes me to wipe my tears away and move so my back was against the door. I didn't want Anthony to come in and see me crying over Adam. Not long after the back door opened the playroom door behind me slowly opens, I continue to play with Amelia to try to make it seem like I didn't notice he had walked in. I hear him mumble "I need to make a call" to himself before he walks away leaving the playroom door open. I put all of Amelia's toys out for her to play with, I quietly get up and walk out the playroom walking down the hall. I walk up the end of the hall, where I don't see Anthony but I hear him shouting, probably down a phone, I wanted to stay to listen but Amelia crying prevents me from doing so. I quietly and quickly run back to the playroom where she immediately giggles, she probably didn't want me to leave her alone. I smile a little but faintly in the background
I had just finished getting Amelia the ready for the day,when Anthony walks through the door, I send him a quick smile turning back around to look at Amelia. I feel his hand going around my waist causing me to freeze, he leans down smiling at Amelia just as I put her last sock on. Once she was finished I go to move but he takes my hand pulling me back towards him, he pulls me straight in front for him where he tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "How did I ever get so lucky to find you and Amelia?" He asks with a smile, wait so he isn't fully mad, he remembers he also found Amelia and we didn't have her. I was about to answer him but continuous rings of the doorbell causes us both to look towards the bedroom door, Anthony seems confused, obviously not expecting anyone. He tells me to wait here while he goes to the